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Before leaving the room, Gemma took out her wand and tapped it to a potted plant by the door. A soft, chiming melody flowed from it to fill the room with music. "I'll be right outside if you need me."

She closed the door behind her and went to the small kitchenette to prepare a tray with a pitcher of water, water goblets and bamboo straws, and some soft hand towels. She waited with it outside the door until five minutes had passed, at which point she knocked on the door before opening it.

"I'm coming in," she said softly, almost singing the words. She often found herself singing to her clients, and as she did have a beautiful voice, few of them complained. "How do you feel, darling?"

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